to be held in loves
sweet firm embrace
a pale floating dream
of islands on vanilla
hope in burgeoning
full seam
of trailing fingers
finding still
what once and always knew
and hearts that fell in silent waves
rise up to love anew
to be held in loves
sweet firm embrace
a pale floating dream
of islands on vanilla
hope in burgeoning
full seam
of trailing fingers
finding still
what once and always knew
and hearts that fell in silent waves
rise up to love anew
beautiful as always
thank you so much.